I asked what was wrong and she said "I finally told you how I feel and you reject me." That's when I started to think "maybe this all is real." I tol... her that I thought it was all a big practical joke and apologized. She stopped crying, looked up at me and said "really?" I told her everything- that I had a huge crush on her for years, that I often masturbated thinking of her, and that the reason I ran off the day before was that I didn't want her to see the effect she had on me. We locked. I felt taken, possessed, but also so powerful, knowing I could bring this man to such heights of desperation. I had control, if I wanted it. Instead, I surrendered to him as he had to me, and we moved together instinctively, climbing toward our peaks together. I raked my nails across his back, sobbing as I felt the resulting surge of his hips under me, and then I was screaming and falling as my orgasm overtook me. I barely noticed when his rhythm suffered as he spilled inside me, as overwhelmed. ‘Take a seat,’ I suggested as she came up for air. She smiled and sat on the edge of my bed, while I sank back into the only easy chair in the room. ‘That better?’ ‘Yes, thank you—much better. And that’s another difference between your room and mine. God! I wish I had a fridge.’ I chuckled. ‘Well, until you get one of your own, you can always stop by mine when you get thirsty. If, of course, you can find it again.’ ‘Oh, don’t you worry. If there’s free beer on offer, I’ll be able to smell it. When I didn't leave, she turned towards me and reached out."Oh Luke!" she cried, as she pulled me into an embrace, sobbing against my shoulder. "Just hold me!" Gladly. Her cries subsided as I gently massaged her back. We laid there with our arms wrapped around each other and I held her until she fell asleep. Eventually she turned over and I spooned against her back, falling asleep with her. I woke up with my normal morning hard-on only this time it was pressed against my sister's naked ass. I.